You kidding? People just give me that sideways look like, "really? Keats? wow."

For instance, today in the gym I was running on the treadmill and I started thinking of myself running through the streets of Rome with a vial in hand (medicine) and I'm running fast as I can to get to him...bodice laces coming loose, hair all over the place... I mean a serious daydream here...before I knew it I had the treadmill speed up to 6.5 and I was tearing it up! When I stopped I looked around and people just sort of looked at me like, "uh-huh...issues."

I can see Despondence reading this--simulating the up-chuck!

"I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart's affections and the Truth of Imagination."